*she climbs from bed groggily, pulling the over-blanket around her shoulders to ward off the chill of an early morning. It'll burn off later, of course, but it's early, and cursedly cold. Cal's awake before her, as usual, and has already commandeered the bath, so she sits down at the desk for a bit, to muse*

Gods above, early mornings are not for me. Of course we have to get out on the Rover soon, if we're to get a full day's work in. I've heard tell there's a shipwreck on one of the outlying islands... perhaps I can convince Cal to make a stop, just for the sake of looking, after all.

*she grins slyly to herself at that thought*

Funny, though I must be one of the most experienced thieves on the island, I'm certainly not the most infamous. People breaking into each others' offices constantly.. 'tis just stupidity, and no more than that. One doesn't steal what one thinks will be noticed right off... some of the people on this island lack sensibility.

I still don't feel as though I quite fit in here. Last night, at the dome.. the others cavorted, and enjoyed themselves, and I sat quietly with my cup of tea, watching. People are strange, sometimes.. and cruel. "Nobody" asking for me... oh, that was a brilliant one, m'lord, brilliant indeed. It must take a great deal of intelligence to mock one who no longer cares to banter back.

*she frowns faintly, at that, and raises the quill to write again. Before she can do so, however, it is plucked from her hand; laughing, she's lifted bodily out of the chair and carried off, it being her turn for the bath.*

--Journal Entry, 29 November, Casidhe

Came home for lunch..sliced fruit and juice "smirks" it beats eating the rotted fruit at dome.

I have been busy all morning at the Boutique and Isle Furniture. Wanted to come home to see if the Construction crew is finished on my home yet.They will be by tomorrow from what they tell me. Will be so nice to wake up early in the morning to silence and not hammering.

Well it looks like Eyas will have plenty of clothing for a while. Had to deliver two orders of things to him. Just had gotten back to the Boutique when the other one came in. And an order came in for Alterio. I had the deliveryman deliver it there. Anonymous, huh?

I got Charquin's furniture order sent off to her a bit ago. I guess she wont have to sleep on a chaise any more "snickers". I want to get a new bedroom suite for our bedroom as soon as the work is finished on the house. Maybe a King Sized bed..Well anyways I looked at the furniture at the shop after i had the order to Char sent on its way.

"finishes the fruit and juice and has to get back to work, she rises and leaves the journal open and heads back to the Boutique"

--Journal Entry, 29 November, Vixen

*sits on a couch in the dome, nearly oblivious to what is going on around her and begins to write "

Dear Journal,

*sighs*

Last night Attrei returned to the island, it seems that he got him self lost and was only now able to return. I was very happy to see him,I truly have missed him while he was gone. We went for a walk on the beach and talked about some things. He explained to me some of the gypsy customs, the ones dealing with relationships between women and men. I was surprised to hear what he had to say, it seems that gypsies view things much differently than I am accustomed to. * frowns, thinking of how to word what she has to say *

Basically, Attrei told me that when a gypsy cares about someone they do special things with them, take walks, etc, and tell them things they don't tell anybody else , but they can bed whomever they like for the purpose of healing, comforting and pure pleasure. I told him I would try to understand, and that I would still care for him, and that I would try not to be jealous. I am finding that last part will be harder to stick to than the first two. It is hard to care for somebody and yet be unsure at the same time, Attrei said he has only bedded one person says he arrived here, I was quite shocked to find out who, but I fear to say it out loud or even print it in here in case somebody should find out, I wish neither of them to be angry at me.

*sighs..again* Well in other news I have discovered how to shut Eyas's mouth and in the same instant discovered that I personally don't wish to shut it. *smiles slightly to herself* I don't know what to make of Char and Eyas's relationship, they say they are just friends but they flirt constantly, perhaps it is just their nature to do so, but I do say I am glad they are good friends, everybody needs good friends. Well Journal, I think I shall take a walk back home for a bit and check on the kittnen. Til I write again.

--Journal Entry, 29 November, Rosalyn Lovine

:::sits on the chaise in her sitting room, journal opened across her lap, writing, though a bit pained, as she thinks::::

I wonder sometimes why I even step foot outside the Manor. Today was one helluva day. To say the *very* least. First, Attrei says I slept with him! My gods! What the hell was he thinking? First, yes, I have known Attrei for a long time, I met him some time ago on the mainland. Second, I would not sleep with Attrei. He is attractive, yes, but, just because I think so, doesnt mean that I would go and climb into bed with him. He asks me for forgiveness...I dont know that Ill be able to do that for a while.

Second, this limey 'thing' named Sarlath...we will not get along. He has no idea when to keep his damned mouth shut. Should be easier for him to do now, with fewer teeth in his head. I gave him every opportunity to shut up and leave me alone. He just wouldnt. I beat that man horribly. His jaw is swelled, Im sure his gut hurts, and he is missing quite a few teeth. Its his own damned fault. If I could have gotten him to the terrordome, Id have left bits of him lying there. I will not apologize to him, he's lucky I even allow him in the same place as I am. I will wind up fighting this man quite a bit, it looks like. Says to me "Stupid damn Elf"..seems to me the human is stupid. He definitely didnt quit once I knocked a few of his teeth loose. I may be small, but, its never wise to piss one off you dont know. Never underestimate your enemies. I wonder if anyone taught him that?

:::thinks about Neo, growling a bit:::

By Bahyrah, I dont know what to do with him. I asked him to calm down his temper. It was a simple request. Then, he goes whining to Eyas for advice. Come on, doesnt he know his own heart and feelings? Or will he have to rely on someone else to tell him what they are? He walked in on me and Sarlath fighting. He started telling me I was acting foolish. To hell with it. Foolish or not, I was handling my own problems. Hell, he didnt even stay long enough to make sure that that thing didnt touch me. Which he did. He recieved a punch in the mouth for his efforts too. I dont need any man to take care of me, I do fine enough on my own. He sat and listened to Sarlath, then walked outside. I went outside, and he walks up wanting to talk to me? To hell with him. I turn to walk away from him, and he grabs me by the collar. Oh, I think not. He wonders why I was so mad at him. I will not be hauled around like some lost puppy on a damned leash. I refuse. I dont even know if I will continue this relationship with him. Im tired.

:::thinks about Mamma Bear, sighing:::

Mags was upset with me. She thought I lied to her when I told her that I didnt sleep with Attrei. I wasnt lying. I have not, nor will I, sleep with Attrei. I tried telling her I didnt, Attrei even told her I didnt, once I reminded him that I didnt. She didnt listen. Finally, I suppose, she realized I wouldnt lie to her, and forgave me. Or believed me, whatever.

:::thinks on how her Uncle will likely react, and sighs:::

Im sure once Uncle Alterio finds out about me brawling in the dome, he will be none too happy with me. In fact, Ill likely catch the raw end of the bratstick again. I didnt damage anything, other than Sarlath's face. And he deserved it. Ive got the proof...my right hand is bruised all to hades and back, cut from Sarlath's teeth.

::Sighs. Shakes her head at the horrendous day she's had, and decides to curl up next to Lia, and just go to sleep, hoping it was all a bad dream:::

~Lyrias~

:::leaves the journal open, praying her Uncle doesnt come looking for her early in the morning and find it open. Stands, and walks through the doors, to her bedroom, changes her clothing, and curls up beside Lia, falling into a fitful sleep::::::

--Journal Entry, 30 November, Lyrias

Hmm. I think that I will like this place. The people here talk about their lives openly, brawl openly, and have alot of gold. Its a thieves paradise.

This one man, handsome as he is, seems to have quite a bit of gold at his disposal, handing over a 500 gp voucher to someone he doesnt know. Of course, some people say there is a price on the generosity he gives. I will find out, Im sure.

It also seems to unnerve people here when I call them 'doll'. Well, theyd better get used to it. Thats me, and thats the way I speak, like it or not.

Maybe Ill go out and find myself a job, as a cover, of course. I need to plan what I will do next. The beach is alright, though, not as comfortable as a bed would be.

--Journal Entry, 30 November, Slytha O'Gwyn

I really dont know what to make of some of these new arrivals. Sarlath has just arrived and I wanted to kill him last night. I would have to if everyone had minded their own damn business. Do -I- interfere in their fights? I think not. And Mags ends up in a fight everynight as does Eyas and Usually Dan. And Dan Tells me to take that loud mouthed prick to TerrorDome. Eyas tells me to lay off and let it go. Bah. They should take their own advice. WHEN was the last time I actually hit someone? Gods I dont even remember. Sarlath called me a whore. That was his first mistake. The next one will kill him. I definitely need to practice. I cant believe I missed castrating him last night. "smirks"must have missed cuse there wasnt anything there to cut off.

Where the hell do these people come from? The slums on the mainland obviously. Here we have Slytha and a new one Miranda. hmmm Im definitely keeping an eye on both those two. I dont think Sarlath is gonna be alive long enough to have to keep an eye on him. IF i dont kill him I have a feeling someone else will.

And Charquin last night, giving me a funny look when i said i had no INTENTIONS of doing -anything- with that asshole, Sarlath. I told her if she had a problem with me, NOW is the time to voice it. I was already mad as hell as it was. I guess she is pissed at me cuse everyone has found out what ive known all along. Eh well the truth hurts when these 'ladies' get found out I guess.

The Isle is getting full of god damn whores, thieves and assholes. What a paradise, eh? Time to start killing. Kill them all.

And Alterio whooping my bottom for breaking a window. I didnt break that damn window. Sinny whooped me for the gods only know what.

Well the construction on the house is finished, finally. No more damn hammering early in the morning. I have a huge bedroom that leads out to the balcony and a huge closet for my clothing now. hmm Gotta have a new bedroom suite delivered and the old one can be moved to one of the new rooms they added. I was to busy yesterday at the Boutique and the Furniture shoppe to think about haveing it delivered. Today may not be so busy. But i didnt mind, I think almost 9000gp in one day sales is pretty damn good.

As far as working to many hours and neglecting Val. Well Char and the rest of the whores can rest assured It wont happen again. She admitted she had been watching him for a while...for business reasons or so she says. Then why couldnt she have talked to him when I was present? I find it kinda funny she waits til im not around to talk to him. And the flirting was hmmm to get to know him. Yeeaahhh right. I was born yesterday I guess.

Eh well they will learn, Im not as naive as they think.

"smirks and rises to get dressed and face whatever this day is to bring"

--Journal Entry, 30 November, Vixen

Well what a mess I returned to, fighting and argueing everywhere.

The dome was the fullest I had seen it in a long time, I just stayed to the shadows like I used to.

**he sighs as he re-inks his quill wincing from his ribs**

Lyri, how it pains me to see her and not be able to hold her in my arms to tell her I love her, but such is the price for loving one so much when they can nae be with ye.

I followed her onto the docks just to let her know I had returned and to see how she was doing, I had one fool try to pounce me into the water and go flying straight by me, but then Draco pounced me from behind not only knocking me into the water but damaging my ribs again, I fear another break though I did my best to hide it when I had my short conversation with lyri, twas good to just hear her voice again, even if we are only friends now.

I will seek a healer soon, though I beleive Azorah is already looking for one for me, she spoke to Tigs but did nae wish to risk her child in the flight.

**he places his quill away with a sigh and goes to rebind his ribs as best he can**

--Journal Entry, 30 November, Taeliesyn

~she paces up and down the hallway, the appropriate place for such things in her home. The door to her room is opened, dappled sun streaming in over the basinet in which Paul dozes peacefully. An idle thought that he has beautiful hair and pale eyes drifts through her head, but is soon replaced with the confusing decision that got dropped in her lap. She plunks into a chair in the hall and plucks up her journal~

I will not be separated from my son. Certainly not overnight, or for any extended period of time. Just the hour or two every now and then that he spends with Aunt Amy or Uncle Carlin are hard to bear. He's all I've got these days. All I've got to keep me sane, that is. And yet, Neo tells me Alterio wants me to give Paul to him for "extended visits". No! That's what I wished to shout when he said so.

No, no...he's my son and we need one another right now. He says Alterio wants to bond with Paul, and that if I don't want to be parted from him, I should stay too. But what have I been avoiding these past months? How can I go back there? Why is Alterio so adamant about this? Is it because Paul's heart beats in his breast? I don't know.

Perhaps I'm being selfish again. Neo said Alterio was being sincere. But I do have to put Paul first. He doesn't like to be away from me. He gets fussy and upset. I wanted to tell him Alterio could stay with me if he wanted to bond with Paul, but thought better of it. He has his own children to look after. Maybe I'm afraid of how it would look. Maybe I'm afraid Paul will bond with Alterio, and become more attached to him than me. Is that silly? I don't know. I can't think these days. Not like I used to.

If I go to the manor, will Alterio try to convince me to let servants care for Paul? Will he try to "ease my burden"? I can't allow that. I can and have been doing this on my own, with no one's help. I've been a good mother, I think. We're happy together, just me and my son. "Extended visits" sounds eerie to me. How long is extended? Gods, I'm going to have to try to think straight and then talk to Alterio. I need to know why, and just what he expects to accomplish. Who knows what sort of trust I can vest in him these days.

Jane Maichen

~she looks up as a midget calls to her "I know you didn't want to be disturbed but...you've a patient outside with a nasty cut." She smiles tiredly, glances back at Paul, who sleeps soundly, and asks the midget to send the patient up~

--Journal Entry, 30 November, Jane Maichen